Clap!

Hello, my name is Gift (sup)
Just turned 18, but I look twenty six (for real)
And, "Gift Blessing" isn’t a stage name
No, that is my government name like legit?
Bet, I came to tear up this damn mic (ooh)
Ain’t no one anticipated I’d swing by
Though I’m rapping with an air of confidence on this stage
You can bet that I’m scared on the inside
Wait, man I came here to destroy all the competitors (huh)
They won’t get the first prize, I won’t allow them (ooh)
I hope I get a buzz from this, and I don’t mean none
Of those X’s, the judgеs finna love me
But how then havе I’ve been pestered with a mystery that confounds me and drowns me
Spent on hours on just browsing
Sweden’s Got Talent I noticed there isn’t a rapper on the list of winner but damn it
I’m here to make history, And don’t you dare to doubt me! !

I am the wick, I’m the thing on which the fire is lit
Blow it out, I’ll make it rise up again
Blow it out, I’ll make it rise up again!
But I doubt you’re legit if you try to suggest
That in spite of my skills I’ll entirely quit
I write my lyrics and forget to sleep
So rest assured that I don’t get tired of this (no)

Vänta! Vänta nu, man
Du gloma att pratta svenska jeg kan
Jag kom inte hit för att fjäska för juryn
Jag kom inte hit för att vinna en slant
Jag härstammar från en krigande stam
Jag överlevde ett brinnande land
Får o ge dig poesin som e sann
Jag heter Gift Blessing
Talang finns i mitt namn!

This kid is emitting a riveting heat when he’s hitting the kicks
While he’s spitting a written you feel in your spirit
No wonder the man is the definite epitome of flow
If the judges say I don’t resonate
Then I’ll rebuttal that I am heaven-sent
And that only God can judge me! (oh lord)
My spittles are riddled with a fiddly riddle
Embedded really deep in A narrative
I’ve been penning for a living
And really I’ve studied It up from head to toe
Broke it down, put it together to the limits of my abilities
At full speed so don’t think that I’ll slow down any minute
No!